BALLAD OF BLUEY BRINK
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There once was a shearer, by name Bluey Brink,
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A terror for work and a devil for drink.
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He could shear his 200 a day without fear,
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Then drink, without winking, four gallons of beer.



Now, Jimmy the barman who served out the drink,
He hated the sight of this 'ere Bluey Brink,
Who left much too late, who arrived much too soon,
By morning, by evening, by night and by noon.


One morning, while Jimmy was cleaning the bar
With Sulphuric Acid he kept in a jar,
In came old Bluey, a-bawling with thirst:
"Whatever you've got, Jim, just hand me that first!"


Well, it ain't in the histories, and it ain't put in print,
But old Bluey drank acid without even a wink,
Saying "Thats the stuff, Jimmy, well, strike me stone dead,
This'll make me the Ringer of Stevenson's shed!"


All through the long day as he served out the beer,
Old Jimmy was sick with his trouble and fear.
Too worried to argue, too anxious to fight,
He pictured poor Bluey a corpse in his fright.


But early next morning when he opened the door,
There stood old Bluey a-yelling for more,
With his eyebrows all singed and his whiskers deranged,
And holes in his hide like a dog with the mange.


Says Jimmy, "And how did you find the new stuff?"
Says Bluey, "She's fine, but I ain't had enough:
It gives me great courage to shear and to fight,
But why does that stuff set me whiskers alight?"


"Well I though I knew drink, but I must have been wrong:
The stuff that you gave me was proper and strong.
It set me to coughing, and you know I'm no liar,
Each bloody cough set me whiskers on fire!"


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